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Lesson 2 POV

Part 1

1. Choose a story you know well, written in third person limited (single POV); it can be one of your own or someone else’s story. Write down the title and author’s name of the story.

         "The Parking Spot by Hannah ♫♥♫ .

2. List the POV character and the names of the other major characters in the story.

         POV Character: Narrator telling it from Karen's POV
         Other Main Characters: Karen Deering, Lunatic driver (Jeremy), Old man, Old man's wife.

3. Imagine the story told from the POV of a character the author did not choose as the POV character and re-write the first three or four paragraphs from this different character’s POV

Jeremy's POV:

         I'm going to the local mall to get myself some new dud's as I just got paid from my crappy construction job. I see a sweet spot right up front, but I notice another driver trying to beat me to it.

"Oh no ya don't, creep-face," I say and step on the gas. As I round the corner and fly down the lane, another jerk starts backing out with his pickup. I shake my fist at him. "Why don't ya watch where you're going!" I laugh as the dummy pulls back in, and that's when I see this fat lady, who thinks she's going to beat me. I floor it, but the porker pulls in just ahead of me.

I sit idling behind her car, trying to scare the crap out of her, and it's working, cuz I can see her sneaking peeks at me in her rear-view mirror, her big eyes bulging.

"Maybe if ya had to walk a little, you'd lose some weight, Porky."

Maybe I didn't get the spot, but it was sure fun putting a little fear into her. I gun my engine and take off like a bat-out-a-hell, taking the speed bump at about 40 MPH.

4. Was the story much different? Was the scene emphasized more, or was it emphasized less? Did the meaning of the story change? Answer these questions in a paragraph after the scene.

Yes! I think it changed considerably! Being told in first person made it seem scarier as it brought the evil Jeremy and his actions to life. The meaning of the story was the same, they both wanted that parking spot, however, we see just how different a story can be when we see it from both sides. We felt sorry and frightened for Karen in her telling of the story but most would feel disgust when reading it from Jeremy's POV.


Part 2

One of the best ways to experience the power of point of view is to write an emotionally strong scene between two people who, when they tell their story, have very different versions of the experience. This is a practice in writing in First Person POV.
1. Write a fight between two people, perhaps a mother and a daughter or a father and a son. A fight has built in tension, which makes the scene easier to write. You also have opportunity to use dialogue - when people fight, they usually have a lot say!
2. Begin by asking yourself what is the issue between the characters (mother & daughter or father & son, or any two people).
3. First write the scene from the daughter's point of view. This means you get inside only the daughter's head. The reader can hear what the mother says and see how she acts, {through the daughter's eyes} but cannot know her thoughts. This exercise brings you totally inside the daughter. The only inner thoughts you use belong to the daughter.

First Person Daughter's POV

First thing I see as I race up the steps to my room is my mom, standing in my room inspecting my new prom dress. The afternoon sunlight is dancing across its many sequins as she holds it up against herself (we're roughly the same height and it falls just inches below the top of her thighs).

"Oh my, Val, isn't this a little skimpy?"

Here we go!

"No! It's not! You're just old-fashioned, mom. Besides, your generation invented the min-skirt, so I don't know why you think it's too short." l tilt my head, my long dark hair cascading to one side, placing my hands on my hips as I prepare for the battle to come.

I watch as she shakes her head, and exhales slowly, and I know what she's going to say next as I've heard it all before.

"I've grown up since the sixties, Val, and I can see my mom's side clearly now, which is why you should listen to me. That dress will only make you look trashy. Is that what you want?"

"Well, if it does then half of my class is going to look just as slutty, because this is what most of them are planning on wearing. You want me to look like a weirdo? I suppose you want me to wear some stupid full-length gown, like I'm supposed to be Cinderella or something!"

"I didn't say ..."

"You know what? Maybe I won't even go to the stinking prom! You can take the dress back and get your money back too! Adam cancelled on me this morning! Maybe he saw Ashley's dress, and he decided he'd rather go with her since her's is shorter than mine!"

I'm instantly sorry for my biting remarks. I watch as my wonderful mom's face drops. She looks old for the first time I can remember. Am I to blame for that? "I'm sorry, mom. Let's not fight about it anymore, and if I do get another date, maybe you'd like to come with, and we can pick out a better dress, together?"

4. Then put the daughter's story aside and write the scene from the mother's point of view.
You need not have the exact same dialogue and almost certainly the story will be very different from the mother's point of view
5. This time around, you show the reader only the mother's inner thoughts. The daughter speaks and acts but we do not know her motivations other than by what she says and does, as shown through the Mother's eyes!

First Person Mother's POV

As I walk passed my daughter Val's partially-open bedroom door, I see something sparkling in the late-afternoon sun. Approaching the bed, I see a new dress lying across it. I pick it up, fingering the flimsy material, what there is of it, anyway. I hear her light footsteps on the stairs and turn as she sprints into the room. I can see she's copping an attitude, already: arrogant, defiant. How am I going to approach this without Val flying-off-the-handle? There's no way she's going out of the house in this skimpy thing.

"Val, you simply can't wear this dress! There's barely enough of it to even cover you!"

After telling her how I felt about it, I listen as she tries to defend her choice. How I loathe the hostile tone she's recently began using, but I chalk it up to teen-age hormones and that know-it-all-attitude they all seemed to possess. Still, I feel deflated all of a sudden. Perhaps I am old-fashioned. Life was so much easier back when I could pick out all of Val's clothes. When did I get so old?

"I knew you'd say that! I just Knew it! Nothing is ever good enough for you. Well, I'm not going to the prom, anyway, so it doesn't matter! Adam is taking another girl!"

I can see the instant regret on her her young face as she bursts into tears.

"I'm sorry, mom."

I smile, and hold out my arms to my beloved daughter, hugging her tight. "Maybe another boy will ask you, and maybe we could look for a dress, together?"

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